New tent.

Princess and I went to a jumble sale yesterday. She's old enough to want to do her own looking so I gave her some loose change and kept half an eye on her while I nosed around the books. I got the usual bag of mixed toys handed to me to hold, a badminton racket and then she turned up clutching a tent that she'd just bought.

A real tent, not a toy tent. A 70's-ish turquoise blue cotton flysheet 2-man ridge tent, complete with an astonishing assortment of very nice pegs and lightweight poles. No badge, says "Escort" on the bag, not bad quality but not as good as say a Force 10 or a Blacks of Greenock. However she wanted it as a garden play tent, it had cost her £2. Who was I to say no?

Of course as soon as we got home, she wanted to put it up. Half an hour later, with help from Big Scout Brother, it was up and guyed for storm conditions.





We got a bit of rain overnight so it's now wet but it doesn't leak. Sign of decent quality canvas. However it's only a single skinner, like many tents of that era so it's not ideal if you're prone to hitting your head on the inside of the tent. Fortunately Princess is still quite compact. Interesting though for two adults in there. I may make it a simple flysheet if it's going to be up all summer. Easy enough to fit it onto spiked ridgepoles.

You will note however she has her play cooker lurking in the rear of the tent. I must have words with her about this. I don't approve of cooking inside tents!